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Necessary Evil...

I am sick of Being a polite and Nice guy.... When not dealing with people leaves me out in the cold playing guitar to get a burger and Cigarettes, It's a Necessary Evil but It is not something I enjoy doing in the middle of the winter In the cold downtown of my city as It's screaming... I know I am better than this, And I didn't Imagine years ago when i first started on my adventures that I would be this broken down that this would be my main source of Income, i had a good job, I was doing the guitar thing when it was nice weather as a hobby, Now it seems almost daily for survival.... even with looking for a job, It's something That needs to be done... Starvation is not part of the equation, but I feel real angry and vengeful to the person who elected to place me in this position.. years ago the hobby helped out around the house when we were together.. but now I am forced to rely on the same hobby for survival... It leaves a bad taste in my mouth among other things....It's not so much the cold.. it's the fact that this is What I am destined to do for a while that bothers me.... I know there is a light and a place at the end of all this.. I'm just so fucking damn sick of waiting.

Current Mood: Angry, Cold.
When you choose the lesser of two evils, always remember that it is still an evil.

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